349 Most Valuable Player!

After several guests left after dinner, there was only Mo Danxing and his cousin Bai Lengran left in the spacious restaurant, and there was a 1-year-old child who was sleeping in his arms.

"Cousin, come here for a moment. You don't have to let the guests leave for business, do you?" Mo Shanxing followed Bai Lengran and sat down at a table behind the Death Wing model in the middle of the restaurant. This restaurant is very distinctive. There is a 3-meter-long model of the Wings of Death in the middle of the restaurant, and the table is arranged according to the boss, in which there are two tables in front of the boss, two tables behind the two tables, and four tables behind. Behind the BOSS are six tight tables. The layout of the whole restaurant is completely different from that of other restaurants. Some places are very empty, and some places are very close.

You can see at a glance that the decoration of this restaurant is completely designed according to a BOSS battle. There is a sign "Tank" on the two tables in front of the Wings of Death, which means the position of the tank. If you are a tank in the team, sit in this position to eat. If it is a treatment, it is behind the tank or in a relatively dense position on the other side. The long-range output is behind the treatment, and the melee output is behind the BOSS, mixed with a treatment position. When professional players or players come, they will choose the position according to their professional attributes. No one will choose the position of the tank in order to sit in a comfortable position. They clearly know that the position of the "tank" is the most uncomfortable, because next to it is the final BOSS death wing in the game. Even if you eat, you still feel a little uncomfortable with such a boss in front of you.

On the second floor of the restaurant, there are multiple room communication areas and a mentor area. If professional players or players encounter some questions, they can ask for advice. As long as the owner is free, they will be happy to answer.

"Xiao Bai, did you lose in the arena?" After sitting down, Bai Lengran did not answer Mo Danxing's question and asked him a question.

"Well, I lost, it's ugly to lose!" Mo Danxing nodded.

"That's right, you finally lost!" Bai smiled coldly, took out a can of coke from his pocket and handed it to Mo Danxing, saying, "I held the child in my arms and opened it for me."

Mo Danxing didn't know what his cousin meant. He took the cold soda and pulled up the button hard. As a result, the soda suddenly sprayed out. Mo Danxing's clothes were wet, and the coke was still bubbling.

When Mo Danxing wanted to curse, Bai said coldly, "One line, in the competition among professional players, it's like this can of coke. If you win one game, shake it, and if you win another game, shake it again. When you lose, it's like the pull button you just opened. The more you win, the easier it will be to spray your coke and let you I feel very angry."

Hearing the metaphor of his cousin Bai Lengran, Mo Danxing was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"When you start to go to the arena, do you feel like when you took the coke can just now, you thought you would win as usual, as if you wouldn't spit it out when you opened the coke?" Bai Lengran looked at Mo Danxing, who was stunned, and continued, "Slow down and take your time. You will gradually adapt in the future. The more you win, the more you will feel that you can't lose. The more you lose, the more you will feel that you won't win. If you win a few times and lose, you may not come to me today.

Seeing that he was thinking unilaterally and didn't say anything, Bai Lengran continued, "Xiao Bai, have you always learned something in the arena? Or, you have learned something before, and you have been looping behind it. What you have learned is how to maintain your honor and maintain your winning streak, right?

Mo Danxing had nothing to say. He thought about it carefully. It was true. At first, he often played very well, winning in a row, creating achievements that others could not surpass, and winning a lot of attention. But later he felt the pressure brought to him by this honor. If he doesn't want to lose, he has to invest more time, and investing more time means that he will have less time in the game. Even if he works overtime, it is difficult to make up for it. Later, he didn't want to improve his skills, but to maintain his honor, in order to win more people's admiration and endless applause from the audience.

"Honor will confuse people in the era of youth and frivolity. Your cousin, I once lost in it and wasted a lot of time. It's funny to think about it now. I used to work hard for a three-game winning streak, and then seven-game winning streak, and then there will be more. But in the end, there was no chance to win the Emperor's Cup in a row. Bai smiled coldly at himself.

After a pause, Bai coldly continued, "Xiao Bai, don't pursue short-term honors. What you should pursue is the highest honor. When you get it, all the previous honors are floating clouds. Do you want to make a choice, the winning streak or the Emperor's Cup? Do you want to keep a record that no one can surpass, or do you want to leave your own figure in the history of the Emperor's Cup? If it is the former, you can continue. If it's the latter, I hope you can wake up. The arena venue is to exercise skills, not to win honors for you. Sometimes losing is not really losing, but letting go of the pressure, as long as you feel that you have won. Don't challenge everyone. You have to take it. If there is no technical content or no pressure, don't play with them. Also, if you lose, don't blindly challenge others and have to win back to prove yourself. Real professional players don't have to win all the way, they just need to win a few key games.

"Cousin, I understand!" Mo Danxing seemed to have figured out something at this moment. He has been ambivalent. Is he going to let go like this, or to infinitely challenge the broken-horned bullhead Shaman Domon to win back his own honor? Now he finally put it down. Sometimes I can't let go because I care too much.

Bai Lengran looked at the child in his arms and said, "Xiao Bai, do you know what MostValuablePlayer is?"

"MVP? The best professional player?" Mo Danxing doesn't know how to ask his cousin. Since he is a professional player, who doesn't know MVP?

"Before the Emperor's Cup, don't be the MVP of the team. When you really stand in the team's Open, you can fight for the MVP of the Emperor's Cup!" Bai Lengran knew that Mo Danxing didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, or only those who had experienced the Emperor's Cup once would know it. He explained, "Everyone wants to be the MVP of the team, but in the previous Emperor's Cups, the best professional player in the Emperor's Cup is often not the team's MVP. Now you know the security of your team. Why was Gus kicked out of the main team by your coach?

"Cousin, I don't understand!" Mo Danxing doesn't like to use his brain. He has never known why Angus has been directly proposed by the Dark Fire Team to let him wander alone since he got the crystal cup and the artifact shield.

"Xiaobai is Xiaobai. It's right to call you Xiaobai!" Bai Lengran didn't expect that he said it so clearly. Mo Danxing still didn't understand it. Then he explained, "The team's MVP is like a winning streak in the arena, and often bears a lot of responsibilities. The more responsibilities you have, the less time you have, and you have to take into account the tasks of many teams. In the process, you will gradually lean towards PVE. By the time of the real PVP team open competition, he is used to this pattern, so it is difficult to change.

"The real Emperor's Cup MVP should be like the White Bear and Jack of the Skyrider Team. After enough PVE, it will suddenly be frozen and slowly become a PVP player. Or you don't notice that these two people will only stay in the arena for a while, then return to the game, and then return to the arena soon. The opponents you meet, or come out in this cycle. Bai Lengran said about the white bear, as if he had forgotten something and said, "Yes, Xiaobai, I forgot to tell you. Last time my uncle called and said that the white bear was his son, that is, your cousin. If you can help in the future, you can help. Well, and that Niu Noi, you should know that he was born two days later than you, your cousin. Also, Jack is the half-brother of the white bear! Don't tell the white bear about these, because there are many misunderstandings in the middle, and it is difficult to explain for a while. As long as you know..."

"The relationship is very complicated, cousin, what's going on?" At first, Mo Danxing didn't know that the tall Niu Buter was his cousin, and he didn't know it until later. He only saw it when he was a child, but he didn't see it later. If it hadn't been for the last time he called home, he wouldn't have known it. What I didn't expect at all was that the white bear turned out to be his cousin, and there must be a story in it.

"We are the most humiliating people in the family. You have to be more angry and don't be ashamed. Use the Emperor's Cup to prove to them that it's not politics or business that the way out, because it's the same thing as becoming the strongest professional player because of your interests or hobbies. Bai Lengran remembered that he was outside all these years. Every time he went back, he was white-eyed and mocked by the cold wind, which was very unpleasant. He can't do all this by himself. He hopes that the "rebellious teenagers" in this era of Bai Xiong, Niu Bu Bu and Mo Danxing can rise up against the sky. "Two weeks after the Emperor's Cup is Tomb-sweeping Day. At that time, when you go back to worship the mountain, you can domineeringly tell your ancestors that we are professional players! Haha, I've been dreaming for many years..."

"I will, we will try our best! The Emperor's Cup is definitely won by one of the three of us. Mo Danxing was a little excited by what his cousin said. Speaking of playing games, he had become the laughing stock of the family. Fortunately, Niu Buer was at the bottom, otherwise he would be even worse.

"Haha, my cousin will send you another sentence!" What Bai Lengran said before can be said that someone has told him, and what he really understood was only one sentence: "Don't worry, take your time!"

Don't worry? Take your time?

When Mo Danxing was thinking about this sentence, the child in Bai Lengran's arms suddenly woke up and cried, and then the two of them didn't say anything more. Mo Danxing had been thinking about this sentence when he went back. This time, Mo Shanxing understood a lot and gave him a lot of surprises. He didn't expect that the opponent he had never been able to defeat was his cousin, but he didn't know why this cousin called him the strange name White Bear.

"Cunuch White Bear, I don't know what level you have reached now?" In Mo Danxing's view, the White Bear is definitely the MVP of the Sky Horse Team, and the coach intends to train. Once he appears in the team's Open in the future, he will definitely be astonishing, just like the opening ceremony of the last Open.